Chapter 60 Limited Edition Pajamas "Light Kiss," "Midnight," "Slightly Tipsy," "..."

The corridor lights in the laboratory building were as cold and white as ever, making people's skin look bluish.

Lu Jin disliked the atmosphere here, and by extension, he disliked Bai Heng as well.

As I strode across the corridor and pushed open the door to Bai Heng's laboratory, I could hear the soft hum of instruments and the low rumble of the air conditioner.

"Is your office safe?" Bai Heng asked with his back to him. "That thing could appear at any time."

Let's get straight to the point; after all, there's no need for small talk between them.

“Safer than a shelter,” Lu Jin said.

Bai Heng scoffed, "It's still safer than your house."

Lu Jin wasn't angry, after all, it was his own fault for being too careless before: "I've reinstalled the equipment, so that problem won't happen again."

Bai Heng's composure wouldn't allow him to roll his eyes, even though he scoffed at what he had just said: "That's good."

His expression was colder than usual, and his fingers flew across the screen.

"Speak, what did you call me here for?" Lu Jin took off his coat and threw it on the back of the chair before approaching.

Bai Heng pulled up a report and projected it onto the glass screen of the control panel.

"This is the sample I collected that day, the candy residue in Sang Li's mouth." Bai Heng turned around, his eyes as sharp as a scalpel. "Take a look at the analysis results."

Lu Jin glanced at the dense chemical data and said expressionlessly, "Speak plainly."

To be honest, he couldn't understand most of the data.

Its function is also unclear.

Bai Heng paused for a second, then slowly exhaled: "Do you still remember those two anomalous entities that disappeared from the containment facility?"

Lu Jin's brow twitched, and his whole body tensed up suddenly.

"What do you mean?"

Bai Heng raised his eyes and stared at him: "Where do you think they went?"

Lu Jin's eyes suddenly darkened, and his palms clenched tightly.

He was clever and quickly guessed the answer.

"You mean, their abnormal energy appeared in Sang Li's body?"

Bai Heng didn't answer directly, but instead projected a set of energy resonance spectra onto the screen, overlapping it with one of the documents. The two extremely complex curves actually overlapped precisely.

“These are the fluctuation frequencies of BEAM-093 Spotted Crystal and BEAM-108 Drowning Man,” Bai Heng said in a low voice. “And this is the brief abnormal resonance detected in Sang Li’s body after she took that candy. Of course, this energy subsequently made up for the devouring black hole that appeared in Sang Li’s body at that time. So, it was the energy of these two S-class anomalies that filled the void in Sang Li’s body at that time.”

Lu Jin suddenly straightened his back, feeling as if every nerve in his back was being pierced by ice water, making him numb with cold.

He certainly knew what this meant.

Moreover, Ike Watari's abilities were even greater than he had imagined.

"That sugar," his throat was dry and hoarse, "is it an extract?"

“If I’m not mistaken,” Bai Heng looked at him, uttering each word, “it is a refined and fused essence of abnormal somatic cells. It possesses extremely high stability and activation capabilities, almost equivalent to a high-level carrier fusion drug. To be precise, even the most advanced machines in the containment facility cannot fully achieve this capability, and there is still a certain rate of failure.”

He took a deep breath: "So, who exactly is Chi Du?"

In other words, Chi Du single-handedly defeated two S-level anomalies, compressed them into pills, and gave them to Sang Li. This helped stabilize Sang Li's condition. If Sang Li were to have a fever again, at least this much energy would be needed.

They both realized this fact at the same time.

The shelter has not yet encountered such a powerful anomaly.

Apart from.

Thirty years ago.

Daytime Witch

It took the asylum nearly 10 years to kill her.

Lu Jin didn't know how he got back to the office.

When the door opened, Sang Li was lying on the table watching a show with her headphones on. She looked up like a rabbit and asked, "What's wrong? You look so pale?"

"It's nothing, just about the missing anomaly," Lu Jin said. "How are you feeling?"

"That's great, the food and drinks are good. Are you alright? I feel like you're acting strange," Sang Li asked.

Lu Jin changed the subject: "Where do you want to go this weekend? I haven't made it up to you yet."

Sang Li was like a little sparrow that had been attracted; her attention was quickly diverted.

The next few days were peaceful.

The interrogation was suspended, the mission was delayed, and even the emergency notices from the Administration Bureau fell silent, as if it were a brief respite before the storm.

Lu Jin finally had some free time.

After all, it's not like he's the only one left in the management bureau.

He doesn't need to handle everything.

On a weekend afternoon, sunlight streamed through the apartment's floor-to-ceiling windows and fell on Sang Li's shoulders.

Sang Li was drawing on the small sofa in the living room, sitting cross-legged, holding a marker in one hand and potato chips in the other.

Lu Jin stood aside and watched for a while, then suddenly said, "How about I take you to buy some pajamas?"

Sang Li was taken aback: "Don't I have a lot?"

"They're all sundresses." Lu Jin glanced at her indifferently, then slid his hand slightly along the pink sundress he was wearing.

Sang Li was already used to Lu Jin's blatant stare and didn't feel uncomfortable: "What's wrong? Looking at women again?"

"..."

"Captain Lu is starting to care about what I wear?" Sang Li slowly closed her sketchbook, a mischievous smile on her face. "What's wrong with you? Are you prejudiced against sundresses? Or are you feeling all smitten and can't resist?"

Lu Jin was already used to Sang Li's way of speaking: "It's almost autumn, there's no reason for you to be feeling romantic."

“Ah, maybe you’re getting old.” Sang Li chuckled. “I was looking at the data on the purchase of drugs for treating erectile dysfunction the other day, and it seems that the user group ranges from 16 to 80 years old.”

Lu Jin said coldly, "I'm afraid you'll catch a cold. It's autumn now, and if you catch a cold at night, I'll be responsible. The temperature at the Administration Bureau is constant, but it's not here. We can't keep the air conditioning on all the time; we need to experience the changing seasons."

Sang Li pouted.

Oh, that makes sense.

He paused, then added casually, "And they recently released a collaboration model, which I think is pretty good."

Sang Li's eyes widened: "You're interested in designer collaborations? The sun must have risen in the west."

Lu Jin coughed and turned his head away: "I saw it while I was passing by."

Which designer?

“One you drew before, Rei Sagawa.”

“Oh,” Sang Li drawled, laughing like a cat whose secret had been exposed, “Were you spying on me? I just searched for him a few days ago. You weren’t looking at my internet search history, were you?! Oh my god!”

Lu Jin, unable to contain himself any longer, said: "I didn't see you search for 'Qin Ye NP fanfiction txt' and 'Rose Starry Sky high-energy erotic scenes'."

Sang Li fell silent.

Oh.

She will definitely delete all her records from now on.

Lu Jin asked directly, "Do you want it?"

Yes, I want it.

Get dressed.

Let's go.

Lu Jin drove to a flagship store of home furnishings in the lifestyle section of the mall.

This is a store that Sang Li really likes. Although she and Lu Jin have never been here, she buys many of her pajamas from here.

Various types of loungewear are neatly arranged on the wooden display shelves, matching different styles of home decor and atmosphere.

The light shone down, like the lukewarm afternoon sunlight.

Sang Li was still curious: "How did you know?"

Lu Jin: "Who do you think allowed you to order packages outside when you were in the Administration Bureau?"

"Is it really you?" Sang Li found it unbelievable. "Why?"

“We can’t keep you locked up forever. You’re a normal person, after all. I approved the process. Otherwise, do you think those people would have let you shop online on their own?” Lu Jin retorted.

Sang Li was taken aback and suddenly found herself speechless.

She couldn't remember when she started to get used to being "treated specially." But she never imagined that he was the one who shielded her from that cold management system behind the scenes.

Suddenly, my nose started to sting.

It's actually quite touching.

"Hello."

"What?"

She suddenly wrapped her arm around Lu Jin's, rested her chin on his shoulder, and said in a slightly nasal tone, "I'm finding you to be getting better and better, all thanks to you."

They are like second parents.

Lu Jin froze, his ears burning as he turned his head away: "Don't do this all of a sudden."

"I really am grateful to you." She gently nuzzled his shoulder, her eyes curving into beautiful arcs, like moonlight shining on a lake. "Otherwise, I would have gone crazy long ago. The staff at the shelter don't treat me like a human being."

Lu Jin was taken aback by her soft tone and didn't know where to put his hands for a moment.

"Do you two need any help?"

A saleswoman greeted them with a smile, interrupting the suddenly warm and ambiguous atmosphere between them.

"Oh, I'd like to see your designer collaboration." Sang Li looked up and smiled, her emotions having calmed down.

"Okay, okay, this way please!" The young lady gestured and led them to a special area inside the store.

As Lu Jin was being led along, he was still reeling from the words "thanks to you" he had just heard. He subconsciously reached out and touched the cuff of his sleeve that had been grabbed, the movement as subtle as a schoolboy secretly carrying candy.

But when they arrived at the special area and stood in front of the pink and white fabric, the atmosphere suddenly became subtle.

Lu Jin: "..."

Sang Li: "..."

It's not quite what I imagined.

How come... like this...

"This is the collaboration?" Sang Li's voice was dry.

How come she remembers the online picture not looking like this?

Could it be that I was watching pirated versions all along?

Or is it a collaboration with another brand?

"Yes!" the saleswoman said enthusiastically. "This year, our main focus is on a mature yet sexy style, which is perfect for girls who are a bit individualistic but still sweet. It's really a great fit for you."

Before me was a whole row of exquisite slip dresses, lace-trimmed transparent cover-ups, and several semi-transparent outfits that could hardly be called "loungewear," even paired with matching sets of underwear and bras. Just by looking at the labels, the names were "Light Kiss," "Midnight," "Slightly Drunk," "Peach," "Strawberry," and "Encounter."

Lu Jin's gaze drifted to the ceiling and never returned.

Embarrassing.

Awkward.

"Didn't we agree on short sleeves?" Sang Li gritted her teeth and questioned in a low voice, "Did you do this on purpose?"

"I didn't." Lu Jin was speechless; he really hadn't looked at the specific product.

"It's a collaboration, an extension of the designer's runway collection, focusing on comfort and a touch of sexiness," the saleswoman said with a bright smile, oblivious to the subtle tension between the two. "And these two really complement each other's style; they would look absolutely stunning in this."

Sang Li's story is too complicated to explain in a few words.

The two turned to look at each other at the same time, their faces flushing red as if the blush had instantly spread to their ears.

Lu Jin tried hard to keep his expression straight: "You choose, I'm easy."

"Didn't you say you were worried I'd catch a cold?" Sang Li stared intently at him, her tone clearly suspicious.

"..."

"How about we look at the next one?"

"Walk."

"Hurry up, hurry up, hurry up!"

This slip dress is way too over-the-top for me!

The two practically fled the area.

The next second, the saleswoman caught up with me again, her smile even more enthusiastic than before.

"Wait a minute, you two! We're having a promotion on this co-branded couple's gift set right now, it's such a great deal!" She held up a delicate light pink box, her eyes shining like two light bulbs. "Each store only has 100 sets, it's a limited collector's item. Inside, there's a custom-made eye mask, a bath sponge, and a specially formulated shower gel and fragrance. There are men's and women's versions, it's absolutely perfect for couples."

"..."

Lu Jin's Adam's apple bobbed, as if he hadn't heard clearly.

“Well,” Sang Li smiled helplessly.

The saleswoman paused, looked at their faces, then at their clasped hands: "Huh? Aren't you...?"

“No,” Sang Li interrupted her, speaking calmly as if stating a fact, “we are not a couple.”

The salesperson's smile froze instantly. She let out an awkward "Ah!" and nodded repeatedly, "I'm so sorry, I misunderstood..."

“It’s alright,” Sang Li said calmly. “We are siblings.”

Lu Jin: ?

Sale:"……"

ah?

Yeah?

how so?

The salesperson blushed completely and said rapidly, "Then, then let me show you the regular models, this way, this way!"

After finally escaping the area where the "see-through clothing" was worn, Sang Li breathed a sigh of relief.

After all, she really liked this brand.

She quickly picked through a row of neat cotton pajamas, her eyes lit up, and she reached out and grabbed a set of white loungewear.

The loungewear features a small, squatting rabbit on the chest, with soft, drooping ears.

"This is the one." Sang Li said as if she had found a lifeline. "The quality looks good, and it's safe."

Lu Jin nodded, a smile still lingering in the corner of his eye: "It suits you quite well."

Sang Li, clutching her pajamas, glared at him fiercely and retorted, "As long as you're satisfied, brother."

Lu Jin: "..."

For the first time, I felt that going shopping with Sang Li was just as exciting.

He was too lazy to argue anymore, and simply paid for another set of food in silence.

While packing, the salesperson couldn't help but glance at them again, his mind already conjuring up an 180,000-word novel titled "The Pretty Little Sister Whose Pajama Style Was Controlled by Her Brother [Incest]".